Lyrics

High to low The morning comes, the wait is over Time to go An older tale, some other face in line Shame it's not mine Survived to show A warning sign of indecision Eyes aglow A rising sun begins a lonesome climb As tears are run dry Of all the things I've ever dreamed I never thought I'd see you cry Of all the things, a certainty I never thought I'd see you cry Winding home Sentimental drifting over Quiet roads With every step, another place in time Stays in your mind